"Is Shi Yu really not coming?"

"She's outside the cemetery, let her be."

The sky was drizzling, and in the Tianji Cemetery on the outskirts of Dahua City, today was the day Gu Jun's funeral was held.

said that it was a hero's specifications, but there was no publicity, and even insiders were not generally informed of the death, and there were very few people attending the funeral, all of whom were bosses and colleagues that Gu Jun knew and was familiar with. The Dongzhou Tianji Bureau sent the retired Qin Lao to attend on behalf of the Dongzhou Tianji Bureau, and it was this old man who brought Gu Jun into the Tianji Bureau.

Gu Jun, because of a brainstem tumor, ended his life at the age of twenty-three.

The Tianji Cemetery has been closely guarded for a long time, and there is also a sealing and monitoring system built of old seal stones to prevent it from being destroyed by evil cultists and dark creatures. Around Gu Jun's cemetery, there are also special cameras to monitor other abnormalities that may occur.

At this time, the freezing rain wet the trees in the cemetery, and the solemn black clothes of the funeral participants were gradually drenched.

Tong Ye, Dr. Shen, Yao Shinian and other Gu Jun's old bosses each held shovels and went to the tomb where the coffin was about to be buried, digging the soil with a spade and a spade.

A marble tombstone in front has been erected, and the picture on the tombstone is young and handsome.

A whole month has passed since the incident, and everyone's faces are still full of unspeakable unwillingness, sadness and heaviness.

The conclusion of the investigation on this matter is that Zhai Minghui is fully responsible, Zhai Minghui suffered a mental breakdown because he was hit by Gu Jun's spell in the comprehensive review of Gu Jun, but unfortunately this was not discovered by others, and Zhai Minghui carefully prepared the assassination, brought a pistol on the day of the incident and escaped inspection.

Because of this evil result, many people have been held accountable, but Gu Jun has not received any justice, and today's funeral is not easy to come by.

Tongye They have shame, hatred, and pain, but they can only do this step, otherwise it will only cause the Tianji Bureau to fall into civil strife, and then they will soon be settled.

When the time comes, the situation will only get worse.

Besides, whether Zhai Minghui is solely responsible or someone else is involved in the instigation, even they are not sure what the truth is.

Not far from there, Deng Ximei, Peacock, Mo Qing, Jin Zhuzi and others are all there, no matter what the truth is, they will go to the Mysterious World after today.

And Cai Zixuan, Wang Ruoxiang, Uncle Dan, and Lou Xiaoning, they all came out of the Dongzhou Tianji Bureau, and they all respected Qin Lao very much. Qin Lao comforted them, in fact, it was still those big truths, but it was the truth, Gu Jun's sudden death was an opportunity for the dark forces to take advantage of the void, and this world needed someone to stick to it.

It's difficult, but someone has to do it, just like Gu Jun's persistence before his death......

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the people, and it was bitterly cold.

After digging the grave, Tongye, Yao Shinian, and the young and strong Cai Zixuan and Mo Qing went together to lift the Nanmu coffin placed next to it and put it in the grave. The weight of the coffin weighed on their hands, a thousand pounds of weight, but it was also this coffin, as if it were light.

The coffin was actually empty, and there were no bones of Gu Jun.

Some of his remains have been made into specimens, and the rest will be cremated, but the ashes will not be placed here to avoid being stolen by evil groups.

And those Carlop dissecting instruments, which are undoubtedly another part of Gu Jun, will not be buried in the ground, and those instruments will still be studied and used.

There was only a worn-out white coat from Gu Jun's previous life in the coffin.

Although Gu Jun has such and such identities and titles, his file identity in the Tianji Bureau is a doctor, he has always regarded himself so much, and he has been busy treating diseases and saving people.

It was still morning, but the sky was more and more covered by dark clouds, and a low thunder began to rumble, which made everyone's hearts tremble.

After placing the coffin in the grave, they filled it with earth with a spade until the soil covered the coffin and filled the grave. Then everyone offered a few more simple bouquets of flowers, and the extravagant flower baskets, ribbons, and couplets were useless, which was just a sign of respect for Gu Jun.

After the burial, everyone stood in front of the grave, looking at the picture on the tombstone, and observed a moment of silence.

After three minutes of silence, they bowed three more times, and only then did it seem that there was a real certainty, reddened eyes, and tears falling.

The wind was howling, the rain was pouring down, and the rain washed over their faces.

"Ah Jun." Then Tongye said the funeral words on behalf of everyone, but the insiders knew the real cause of death of the deceased, if they couldn't even say the real cause of death, what was there to say about the funeral words? Therefore, Tongye said simply: "You are gone, we will continue to try our best to do things well, resist external enemies, and resist internal enemies." ”

After saying the funeral words, Tongye said to everyone again: "If you have anything to say to him, just say it." And he fell into silence.

"Mr. Gu, the children of Earth City will not give up." Peacock said, Mo Qing, Jin Zhuzi and the others nodded solemnly, and Catherine and the others agreed.

Cai Zixuan muttered, "Since there are guns, despicable cowards can kill brave heroes. ”

Wang Ruoxiang next to her heard it, if Gu Jun heard it, he would definitely ask like that, she asked, "Shakespeare?" ”

"Don Quixote." Cai Zixuan sighed.

Lou Xiaoning couldn't get out of a sullen breath, and Uncle Dan, who was usually lively, was choking up again and again, but Deng Ximei, who usually didn't have much to say, resolutely said: "Ah Jun, thank you for taking care of me during this time, I hope that one day, we can meet again." Whether on earth or in hell. ”

"Hey, can't it be heaven?" Lou Xiaoning asked.

"I don't believe there is a heaven." Deng Ximei said.

Professor Qin over there let out a long sigh when he heard this, and his pale white hair was even more withered.

They stayed in front of the tomb for a while, and slowly left under this reluctance and sorrow.

The rain did not weaken, but became more fluttering, and it was only when the lightning flashed that the dark sky was momentarily bright, and then thundered.

Not long after the tomb was quiet in front of this tomb, Wu Shiyu still came, and she was wearing a set of daily casual clothes.

Even standing in front of his grave and looking at his picture on the tombstone, she didn't feel that Xianjun was dead, but when she tried to call him out with her heart, the cold, blank feeling told her that he was gone. Since that day, something has been completely disconnected.

"Xianjun, in the period before your resurrection, you should still be considered dead, so I'll take a look. I just want to tell you, I won't leave you alone, after all, it's really hard to find another person I like so much, and I might as well find a way to resurrect you if I have that time, so it's decided. ”

Wu Shiyu stopped and looked at it for a long time before turning around and leaving.

Her shivering figure with her hands over her head gradually disappeared into the heavy rain.

In addition to the sound of thunder and rain, the cemetery fell silent, dark clouds still piled up, and the wind and rain hazy the sky and the sky, as well as the surveillance cameras.

The rain hit the tombstone, hit the picture of the young man, fell to the ground, washed the dirt, and clicked......

Boom, another muffled thunderclap sounded.

The fading lightning briefly illuminated the graveyard, the freshly filled earth as if it were loosening slightly, and shadows condensed on the ground.

It seemed to be a humanoid figure, real and illusory, and it flashed with clarity: the figure was draped in a white lab coat and wore the beak mask of the plague doctor.

When the thunder fell, suddenly, the shadow condensed into a bird flying out of the ground, its claws falling on top of the tombstone to stand. It was a crow with black hair, a long gray beak and a pair of eyes that were also covered with a dark color.

It stood on the tombstone for a moment, then suddenly flapped its wings and flew into the thunderous and stormy sky, and went away, leaving the cemetery.

The rain was falling, but the picture of the young man on the tombstone was still the same.

It is not the dead who sleep forever, and even death will be annihilated in the strange eternity.